Cyrus couldn't help but feel a surge of empathy for this newfound companion, an understanding that transcended the barriers of captivity. The isolation of their cells, separated by cold iron bars, no longer seemed insurmountable. In the face of the strange and otherworldly, the recognition of a fellow human became an anchor—a reminder of a shared reality that existed beyond the confines of their imprisoning cells.
The mermen, with their enigmatic ways and aquatic existence, suddenly felt more distant, overshadowed by the tangible presence of a fellow human. Cyrus observed the woman with a mixture of curiosity and solidarity, pondering the circumstances that had led them both to this desolate place.
